Women looking for a breadwinner. As far as first Sogut the banal Biology.

Yes, but only initially.

For women over forty, who stand financially, perhaps even depreciated recent dreamy desire to have children, or hers / theirs already large have to follow, is not a generic charmer in front of them, mostly still this will not actually more comprehensible scheme.

What reasonable, understandable once all is the pure self-esteem runners. Without rhyme or reason.

Just at the point where women themselves could still make a love Hartzi easily, it clings to the principle breadwinner until quite firm. Not all do., But especially the so-called educated or well educated many.

So just those who could finally pursue their heart's inclination, carefree, do not do it just right. Still Prince Charming syndrome.

In short: He is above all have money. Yes, success, and status, but above all, money.

C. was a hottie. No, the connotation is not true. She was more of a dream woman. To not drumrumzuschwatzen long: I was once quite a long time (not just six weeks, as some specialists, I knew, for the already alswie ages 33 appeared) in powerful crush on her. (The story I told just my boys. Therefore makes nothing if I order now make me even publicly ridiculed.) Not only that she looked like an angel, no, moreover, she was interested in many things, polyglot, of fine humor, So down to earth as shrewd, even as risk way, throwing me glances to find me interesting, please feel free to talk to me. I did not conquer. Not only because I was too zag, to be indecisive, but because I know now, from both sides were other inhibitions. Ultimately, we did not trust each other. I her, she once even called a friend to her (as DEN), who was an incredibly arrogant and also stupid business asshole. With THAT? - I wondered. Later I saw her with one, I did not speak, but, although considerable than the foregoing, seemed to me like a slightly elevated IQ smooth Schlunz. Both together I did not like. Then it lacked adventure. To take Exceptionally Naughty, even with me where it will lead difficulties likely to be extracted, which was obviously not her thing. And so they did not trust me - and rightly so - that I could indeed her quite funny, but at the end braver breadwinner, also common children. (more ...)

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Musicians and painters are in my often word-bound spiritual life more important.

I speak no instrument properly (can only fairly bang on a drum), sing moderately to lousy, and paint I could possibly up to three secondary school mercy, which should have been very little improvement through disuse.

These people tell me important things. Let me know their views, their hearing, their perception of significant the beautiful, the and how it arises, how the detailed, with.

Of course I try - what should I do otherwise - to describe their sound or image works of art according to my perception as accurate and understandable as possible, looking forward then, more often, surprised at how well my pertinent tests that fail not only flattering, be included.

Sometimes I thought this already: The babbles but any sense dauerndzu, they are surrounded by heaps of experts. Why it touches on so that I completely "innocent" say? - I understand so obvious so little of it, how can they touch my judgment because such? Quake I, so that you just also likes to listen only as a frog from the ponds that?

Constantine came, for a time become him in German lands too unwell, a bailiff another very possible, according to Zurich, a city of which he had probably heard so many things, but never been yonder; she was mad, but not only, he had heard; and such cities provoked him of course most to look there and learn and perhaps even to annoy a good citizens.

No sooner had he left through the gate, he saw because allda also those heaps; Although sales are also on yonder behind the markets and all sorts of riffraff around: in this city but even the rabble was abundantly good dress. Often even the migrated far Konstantin had to look carefully to distinguish sure the rabble of the upright citizens can.

(Fast but became clear to him that those who used the local dialect, very much rarer among the rabble, even if they just exceptions and abschuppten fish in the apron.)

Of the many money exchange houses in Zurich Constantine had himself heard in Bohemia and Moravia; how much more in Frankfurt; however he was accordingly, as always, remained somewhat suspicious, even if it really were so many and such stately because. And now there was every other respectable house in a money changer house. Since Constantine now no longer surprised that in this city even the rabble emphasis laid, to dress well. (more ...)

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My attack by means of the concept of "Beyondliner" - first only concise and natural - indeed has a serious background.

I quote again first thing readers Thomas said in the first reply to:

"Beyondliner have become a rare species. People who are over time, the system, the belief, the general opinion also that are beyond today's good and evil, which are outside the Think of the masses those who bring the world forward. In the one or in the other direction. Mostly, however, in the future. "

It is both what Thomas so aptly put it, but also about people who are "different" are something the lies claws of psychiatrists and WHO and those who stand behind it to escape.

Who only times the Wikipedia entry on "borderline" flies over, will soon see that there is no ding to the term fixed criteria in science. Among other things, is there at the end of the introduction to the article entlarvenderweise (followed by more later statements that clearly do them):

"There has been no consensus to issues of classification, causes, definition and therapy." (more ...)

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Yesterday he told how anlaberte him one, he had studied social sciences.

He replied that, yes, he had also studied six long New Year's Eve social sciences. And cackled, as he reported that, over the bewildered face of that Infante, who then something incredulous, puzzled, as only R. can cackle.

In the fall, he described how it was with the dimensions on the Stuttgart Beer Festival, our Großbierzeltsauffeste. In three of them the worst thirst was gone; in fours realize you that you've already had a drink; in fives everything tarry a little; at sixes you looking for the tram; at Sevens you find they are no longer highly probable. ("Wennda three dronga Hosch, noh ..." Of course it was in the original above)

The can actually burn anything.

Sometimes his wife with Bechert. (The burning leaves because nothing that will become clear below.) (more ...)

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